Submission Scene Time!

In the last few days, I've realized that submissions are going to fall into three groups:  1. I love them so much I'm just going to add them, no vote needed, 2. I'll reject them because they simply lack the quality or tone I think fits the setting (If I do this, I'll send the author a reply explaining why it didn't fit the cut as well as what I think would improve the work in the hopes if the scene possibly being added once revised.) and 3. Scenes that I like, but there's either an element I'm not completely sold on, or some other factor that I feel the fans should get a say in whether or not it appears in the game.

This one falls into that third grouping.  There is a little gore (I thought very well handled.  Somehow the author captured the impressive feat of expressing the horror without dwelling too deeply on the gore.) in the scene, and rather than confronting players with that unexpectedly, I wanted to put the scene on display and let everyone have a chance to share their thoughts on it.

The new scene:

KEY:

:: Anything that follows the double dot-dot is the name of a page in the game.

<<Anything between brackets like this defines the conditions for this portion of the scene  Only one of these should play out  at a time.>>

//Words between double slashes indicates italicized text.//

[[Name of link exiting this portion of the scene.|Name of destination scene.]]

:: Submitted Bad Dream Interactive Scene 1

Tired, you close your eyes.  It is not long before you drift off to a fitful slumber.

//A coppery stench assaults your nose as you watch your hand return an empty phial to its place in a rack. Creating grate art some times requires great sacrifice. This time your nose must bare the cost so that your eyes can enjoy.

Intending to relish in your composition you turn back to it.

A vibrant red sarcoma of tightly bound flesh and wire. Each protrusion from the lacerating shibari carefully polished into vibrant hues by the flesh eating liquid that now stains the floor, mixing with human waste.

The mass bears little resemblance to the two girls from which it has been hewn.//

[[You cry out out in revolution and distress.|Submitted Bad Dream Interactive Scene 1a]]

[[You wonder who will clean this up.|Submitted Bad Dream Interactive Scene 1b]]

By CTCC42

:: Submitted Bad Dream Interactive Scene 1a

The cry leaves your mouth, but nothing returns to your ears. You try to close your eyes, but they will not close. You try to look away, but you can not move.

//This is a dream. A horrible dream. You did not do this. You could never do this.//

Unable to escape the vision of your girls seared and devitalized you feel the need to retch but your stomach is heavy and immovable. //This is too much.//

You have to open your eyes and wake up, but your real eyelids will no more open then your dream lids will close, all you can feel are tears spilling from them<<if $npcs["eve"]["affection"] gte 550 and $npcs["anna"]["affection"] gte 600>>, and then... an embrace.

//Warmth.// 

Small arms cradling you from behind. Something soft brushing your face. 

//It was just a dream.//

Opening your eyes at last you know that the silhouette in front of you is Anna. With the moonlight steaming in from behind her she can probably read far more from you then you are able to of her, but you can still feel the concern from her even if you can not see it.

“Are you awake now?” The arms holding you give a little squeeze as Eve's voice comes from behind.

“Yeah.” You realize that you are breathing irregularly and take a moment to calm yourself. “I'm awake now.”

You don’t remember ever having a nightmare like this before.

//Maybe it would have been better if I had never learned what kind of person my Great Uncle was?//

As your breathing settles you reach out and pull Anna tightly against your chest.

//I didn’t do those things, why do I feel so guilty?//

Feeling an irrational need to atone to the girls, you hold back a stream of internal apologies. Instead you voice; “Thank you both for being here.” 

The rest of the night passes slowly for you. The girls quickly return to sleep, but the world of dreams holds more to fear then to tempt you for now.<<elseif $npcs["eve"]["affection"] gte 550 and $npcs["anna"]["affection"] lt 600>> and then... an embrace.

//Warmth.// 

Small arms cradling you from behind. Something soft brushing your face. 

//It was just a dream.//

Opening your eyes at last you see the huddled silhouette of Anna as far as she can get from you whilst remaining on the bed.

“Are you awake now?” The arms holding you give a little squeeze as Eve's voice comes from behind.

“Yeah.” You realize that you are breathing irregularly and take a moment to calm yourself. “I'm awake now.”

You don’t remember ever having a nightmare like this before.

//Maybe it would have been better if I had never learned what kind of person my Great Uncle was?//

As your breathing settles your eyes remain on Anna's form across from you. You can only wonder how much worse her dreams must be, having lived the things of which you have only heard.

//I didn’t do those things, why do I feel so guilty?//

Feeling an irrational need to atone to the girls, you hold back a stream of internal apologies. Instead you voice; “Thank you Eve.” Grasping one of the arms with which the small girl holds you, you hug it close to your chest. 

The rest of the night passes slowly for you. Eve soon returns to sleep, but the world of dreams holds more to fear then to tempt you for now.<<elseif $npcs["eve"]["affection"] lt 550 and $npcs["anna"]["affection"] gte 850>>and then some one takes your hand.

//Warmth.// 

Something soft and elastic envelops your arm and your feel the tension that was built in you flowing away. 

//Is this love?//

Opening your eyes at last, you know that the silhouette in front of you is Anna. With the moonlight steaming in from behind her she can probably read far more from you then you are able to of her, but you can still feel the concern from her, even if you can not see it.

“Are you awake now?” The mopey voice of Eve comes from behind. You probably disturbed both the girls sleep.

“Yes.” You reply, still too disturbed by your dream to care about her tone.

You don’t remember ever having a nightmare like this before.

//Maybe it would have been better if I had never learned what kind of person my Great Uncle was?//

You reach around to pull Anna tightly against your chest. She lived the things that you have only heard. No wonder she goes through this every night.

//How much worse must the nightmares be for her?//

“Thank you Anna.” You squeeze her tight. “I feel like you saved me.”

Speaking softly into your chest your unable to catch most of her reply. But you understand that she feels that you are the one that has saved her.

The rest of the night passes slowly for you. The girls quickly return to sleep, but the world of dreams holds more to fear then to tempt you for now.<<else>>.

//This is it. This is why Anna cries in the night. Dreams from which she can not wake.//

You don’t know how long you spent trapped in the dream unable to turn your gaze from the defiled and tainted meat but at last you open your eyes to the blessed darkness of your bedroom.

The sheets around you are clammy with sweat but you welcome the uncomfortable chill. Anything to finally be free of the accursed thing in your dream.

Sitting up you look at the girls on either side of you. Each sleeping as far from you as the bed will allow. 

//They look like they are still sleeping.//

Reaching out you give each a gentle pat in tern. You feel more fatigued then when you came to bed, but you don't feel that you want to sleep any more.

//I wonder if I should visit the rest room while I am awake? No, I don't really need to go, and I wouldn't want to wake the girls.//

Deciding to settle down again, you reach out your hands to the girls on either side. You will rest easier touching them, at least until the need to roll over takes you.

//I wonder if there is something nice I can do for them in the morning.//<</if>>

<<link "Wake">><<gotoevent setup.events.waking>><</link>>

By CTCC42

:: Submitted Bad Dream Interactive Scene 1b

//So this is the sort of thing I dream of now? Mutilated and tortured slaves? I give this dream a one star rating at most. I would never waste my girls on... what ever this is.//

You prod experimentally at the 'Art' with a stick, rendered manifest by your desire of it. The tumorous lump responds with limited animation and copious oozing.

//No. This is no good. This dose nothing for me.//

“Girls, pull yourselves together and clean this mess up.”

The wire binding the macabre sculpture uncoils at your will, and slithers off to a place your imagination does not care to define. Released of tight constraint the angry red flesh resolves itself into two recognizable girls, who set about cleaning the foul space.

//No rest for the wicked.//

“I am going to get some air. I expect you both to join me when your done. And no slaking,” 

//Stories of my Great Uncle's misdeeds seems to have introduced some strange thoughts. I should be careful not to read it before bed.//

The rest of your night passes without a return to the strange dream.

<<link "Wake">><<gotoevent setup.events.waking>><</link>>

By CTCC42